Category: light force

  • Girls Nite Out

    Cgrlnite Tonight is our second attempt at hosting a Girl’s Nite Out at our place. I am looking forward to it… oh wait, I won’t be there. I’ll be hiding somewhere else like Best Buy or Home Depot.

    The last time we did this we had about 20 ladies come over and play games, make carmel apples, and do a small devotion. For the most part it’s all about gabbing… I mean, let’s face it… it is.

    I’ve got a lot of heavy thoughts floating around my head lately. Not put together enough to really write anything down… but God has been working on me while I was working on stuff today in the office.

    Highlight of my day so far: When I went home for lunch the weather was so nice that after a quick bite to eat Megan and I spent some time out in the backyard playing with Stoney and then we decided to rake some leaves in the front. I love spending time with my little girl.

    What’s big in the kids lives? Right now they are counting the minutes until the new playground area of the park at the end of our street opens. This will be big fun for the whole family, no doubt. Right now I just keep finding Megan on the front porch staring at it.

  • ironic things about being a youth guy

    OK, in honor of my nearly 5 years of paid youth ministry… I thought it would be funny to post some of the most ironic things of my position. Please, please… don’t think these are directed at anyone special… and I am not doing this because I am mad… it’s just for fun.

    1. Even though I am 29 years old, married, father of two… I am supposed to understand, emphathize, and even be able to help 14 year old ladies… without warning and without calling a lifeline.
    2. I am supposed to look over every social faux pax imagineable, but if I do something around your friends that embarasses you… you will never look past it. I am an idiot forever.
    3. Even though I have millions of things going on, I expected to remember your half birthday or that you had a recital without you ever telling me or asking me to come.
    4. I can share my entire life with you, you can meet my mom, stay at my house, meet my childhood friends, check me out through and through… but asking you why you and your dad aren’t talking… that’s too personal.
    5. I am supposed to be friends with only people 12-17 and that isn’t creepy.
    6. If I have something to do that doesn’t involve you, or if I make plans that don’t agree with something you never told me you wanted me to do but expected me to do… I am an idiot in your eyes.
    7. Even though there are 40 of you and 1 of me… I am expected to spend countless hours with JUST YOU. The other 39 students don’t matter nearly as much as you. The thought that I could break up my time evenly… absurd!
    8. If I can’t do something because I want to be with my family or I want to just rest or do something with people my age and not be surrounded by 12-17 year olds, I am selfish with my time.
    9. We can spend 24/7 for a week together… but I am gross, socially stupid, or just plain a loser if I have a bugger in my nose or have gas or get sick.
    10. I have to act suprised when the same girl freaks out on me the same time every month. I am not supposed to know that girls have PMS, periods, or that 12-17 year old females can be irrational because of hormones.
    11. If I have a bad day, I never hear the end of it… but if you have a bad day I can’t notice.
    12. Because you want to do an event over again, we have to do it over again because you want to and I have no right to stop doing it… even if it’s a bad event.
    13. Ask any parent, their kid is the most important kid in the church for me to invest in. Nevermind the fact that I can’t even get the kid on the phone.
    14. You can talk bad about me, write things about me, glare at me, gossip about me, and tell your friends that I am a loser and my feelings aren’t supposed to get hurt.
    15. It makes sense to drink a 2 liters of Mountain Dew at 10 PM on a road trip. I don’t mind stopping every 15 minutes so you can pee.
    16. We can talk online for hours, but the things you said weren’t really said. Just pretend I don’t exist!
    17. It’s OK for you to IM 25 people at a time, but if I am slow to respond to your smilie… I am an idiot.
    18. It’s OK for me to schedule an event that you really want to do and then for you to back out at the last minute because the person you wanted to go isn’t going… I mean, it’s not like we lose money or anything when you do that.
    19. Even though I am 29 years old, I am expected to be up on every new CD, movie, music video, and whatever else it is that you are into and won’t talk to me about… I am just supposed to know.
    20. Even though I am a Christian, I am expected to have psychic super powers.
    21. When you have a crush on someone, I am not supposed to notice.
    22. When you get your heart broken even when I told you it would happen, I am supposed to act suprised.
    23. You don’t have to apply anything the bible teaches… but if I do one minuscule thing wrong, I never hear the end of it.
    24. If you disagree with a tiny thing in something big I do… I am stupid and you are brilliant.
    25. I can bend over backwards to make something work for you, but as soon as you have something better to do… I am mince meat and you don’t know my name.
    26. When you graduate, even though I spend oodles of time with you, you won’t say thanks, you won’t even call or send me an e-mail to let me know how college is going.
    27. I can remind you of something by e-mail, announcement, postcard, phone call… but you will forget.
    28. Your mom will lie to me about why you aren’t doing something and that is ok.
    29. You can say things about my wife, tease my kids until they cry… but I am just supposed to think it’s cute.
    30. Cliques are good for the youth group, really.

    Well, before I get too into this… I had better stop. Maybe there is something there worth chewing on and laughing at.

  • back from Chicago

    We returned last night from our annual college visit pilgrimage last night. We didn’t get home particularly late, but it sure felt late with all the sickness in the van and the change to daylight savings time. All in all it was a nice trip. Both seniors saw the schools they had applied to and got to ask all the right questions.

    This day off of mine. Despite the fact that my head feels about 800 pounds, I still have some things to do today. We need to rake the leaves to the curb. Give the front yard one last go round. Do the dog scooping in the backyard. Buy more dog food. Buy 3-4 bags of salt for the water softener since it ran out while we were gone. And buy some of the pieces I never picked up for the conduit I ran last Monday.

    You can’t go home again. It’s been 4 years since we left Calvary and Oak Park. It’s a weird thing when you go back "home." You always expect everything to be the same. It’s stupid, but you do it. It’s also weird that a place where you grew so much spiritually seems to be on the hurt. Ray has been gone about a month and it just feels like a hurting church. You could feel that the congregation was in a funk. Worship was just worship instead of worship. The preaching was good [go Darin Weil, the Jr. High Pastor!] and yet the whole service felt flat. I know this feeling well, Romeo was there for a long time and is only now coming out of the other side of it.

    I am feeling pretty good about… my fantasy football team is now 5-3. (Not technically until after MNF, but it’s almost a lock right now.) What makes that record so good is that I’ve won 5 in a row after opening 0-3. Scary thing is, I might be as high as 3rd place. I think I’ll land somewhere around 5th though.

  • mi case es su case put to the test

    This weekend, I am in the Chicago area with some upperclassmen visiting Moody Bible Institute and Trinity International University. For LF, this is an annual thing. Yes, it’s become tradition. And there are lots of little traditions that go along with it.

    Such as, we take them to Irazu in Bucktown for an oatmeal shake. Then we have to go to Johnnies in Elmwood Park for some greasy Italian beef sandwiches. This is thin beef, cooked in some beefy oil, and served up with peppers, hot or sweet. It’s a whole in the wall… But holy cow is it good. This weekend is all about spoiling my upperclassmen… So far so good. Last night I took them to "what Oak parking" eat. We started at Flat Top Grill and followed that up with some high quality ice cream over at Oberweis on Oak Park Avenue.

    The crazy thing about this trip! What is insane about this trip is that for the entire weekend we crash at my cousin’s house. Maria is like a sister to me… Unfortunately that can be both bad and good. (As in, I abuse her hospitality sometimes by crashing 9 people in her house for a weekend every once in a while.) She always says the same thing, "Mi casa es su casa." I think that after this year she might be thinking "mi casa NOT su casa." But so far so good.

    In other news. I am officially sick with whatever is going around. Sore throat, nauseous, dizziness…. A real great time! I was awake a lot last night…. Not good timing. Megan just got over this and Paul and Kristen are just getting it too. Another funny thing… I just learned that our webhost for the church is dumping us. So while I liked the local guy… It looks like our growing site will be moving to godaddy.com.

  • Another Round

    Last night was pretty small, but a good youth group night. It’s kind of funny, but we played perhaps the simplest youth group game in the history of youth group, volleyball, and everyone loved it. What a reminder that the simplest way is often the best way.

    It was a pleasure and an honor to talk about legacies and mention great names last night. More than that, it was amazing to talk about Mr. Wendt and his "already evident" legacy exhibited by his sons. It’s hard to believe it’s already been 3 weeks since Larry passed away.

    In the golf world. What a tale of 2 halves of a round. 6 consecutive bogies. But went birdie, par, par on the last 3 holes for an ugly 41. Best part about it though, I’m hitting some fairways again. Been a long time since I found the short stuff.

    Last lunch with my students at Romeo HS today. It’s amazing that most people are still shocked that I go. I love my job… and there is no finer time then spending quality time with Americus Highschoolucus in their native environment. I am constantly praying that the 2 junior highs will allow me on campus for lunches in the fall.